Title: Echoes of Sorrow Commander: (rushing towards the birthing quarters) What's going on? Illustrious, are you alright? Illustrious: (gasping in pain) Commander... it's... it's my rigging. It's been acting up lately. I can't bear this pain anymore. Commander: (concerned) Let me help you, Illustrious. We'll find a solution together. Can you describe the pain? Is it a malfunction or something else? Illustrious: (gritting her teeth) It feels like needles stabbing into my hull...and my wings... Oh, the pain is unbearable. I didn't expect my rigging to give me such agony. Commander: (checking her rigging) We need to make proper repairs, Illustrious. Let's bring in Unicorn and Belfast. They've proven themselves skilled at maintaining riggings. Unicorn: (entering the room) Did someone mention my name? How can I help? Belfast: (following Unicorn) Commander, I heard the commotion. Are you requiring my assistance? Commander: Yes, Unicorn, Belfast. Illustrious is experiencing severe pain from her rigging. We need both of your expertise to assess and repair her rigging. Unicorn: Of course, Commander. Illustrious, please try to endure a little longer. We'll do our best to relieve your pain. Illustrious: (weakly smiling) Thank you, Unicorn. I trust both of you can help me. Belfast: Let's assess the damage. Illustrious, please describe when and how the pain started. Illustrious: (taking a deep breath) It began a few days ago during an intense battle with the Sirens. Suddenly, my rigging started vibrating excessively. It felt like it was tearing me apart from the inside. Unicorn: (gently examining the rigging) It seems like the rigging's calibration went askew during combat. Belfast, we might need to replace some parts. Belfast: Agreed, Unicorn. We'll need to consult with the Royal Navy technicians for spare parts and conduct some tests to ensure a proper fix. Commander: Alright, Unicorn, Belfast, please prioritize Illustrious' repairs. We can't let her suffer any longer. Unicorn: Understood, Commander. Illustrious, we won't rest until your rigging is functioning properly again. Belfast: Illustrious, you're in good hands. We'll make sure you're up and flying in no time. Illustrious: Thank you, everyone. I have faith in your abilities. Just... make it stop, please. (As the shipgirls worked tirelessly to repair Illustrious' rigging, a mix of determination and concern filled the air. Will their efforts be enough to relieve Illustrious' pain and bring her back to full strength? Only time will tell.)